Why are we getting the version with the shortest running time for Brunei? Running at only 75 minutes, that alone is already not worth paying for. Even though this part of the globe gets the world premiere, but so what?
To be fair, Hollywood can do a lot of things right. But they also never seemed to learn from mistakes. This is one of the times ( the other being The Forbidden Kingdom and Street Fighter: The Legend Of Chun-Li) when Hollywood should have allowed Asian actors to thrive in the movie, instead of placing an American in the forefront to lead the movie. How do you address a Caucasian “Goku†with a straight face anyway?
If nothing else, Memoirs Of A Geisha has already proven that a full headcount of Asian actors can work. But the producers probably already knew that they didn’t have good enough a script, or a director for that matter, to pull it off.
At the helm is James Wong, and again he has received a sizable budget for the movie; unfortunately he is still as lost as his last movie, The One. All he seemed to be able to do this time was to put in shots of cleavages whenever he can, almost to a point of being disgusting.
The plot itself is weird, vague and confusing. What made it worse is the lack of pacing for the entire movie. The scenes jump from one to the other without much development. Hence the actors suffer from some serious amateurish acting and character crisis.
The lovely and talented Emmy Rossum from a promising elevated performance as Christine in The Phantom Of The Opera somehow landed herself in this role with the most hideous outfit and hairdo. The great Chow Yun Fat has been reduced to that weird and sleazy uncle who refuses to dress his age and who nobody in the family wants to invite to family functions. Even though he’s Asian, he is the most miscast of the lot. Kind of reminded me of the director being a sleazy uncle always on the lookout for cleavages.
The production design as well was amateurish. The fantastical locations never looked real and somehow in a strange way that complemented the characters and all the lines the actors are forced to throw out; because everything just looked fake.
Coming out of the cinema, you don’t feel like you’ve just watched a Dragonball movie. It’s as if this isn’t the real movie but an imposter.
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